More photos from Cali and Ronin's return home

So on our last day in L.A. we walked down to the Redondo Beach pier and I ordered oysters from their live oyster bar. It's a total scene with mostly Asian and Latino families enjoying the seafood bar. My brother-in-law claims it's because the Redondo Beach Pier is the last stop on the bus line...insinuating that this is the reason the population of the pier doesn't reflect his idea of Redondo Beach's population. I love it of course. My mom looked a bit scared and out of place but tried to hang with me anyway. She even tried some fried shrimp. The oysters were actually too big and I took them home and we made some rockin oyster stew.

Then Ronin and I flew home (first class, thanks Tori!)

and Ronin was reunited with his Daddy!